A Covert Of Coots Poem by Christopher Tye

A Covert Of Coots

Aquatic birds on woodland ponds.

Coots how beautiful they look,
Overshadowed by ducks in people's hearts,
Verges on country roads one of your roaming places,
English idylls of waterfowl on ponds and lakes,
Rails all grouped together,
Together with your cousins the Moorhens.

Old colonies surviving for generations,
Fluffy young chicks protected by their mothers.

Covertly hiding in thickets,
Ornate birds showing how great nature is,
Olde English countryside vistas on chocolate boxes,
Top-notch little fellows,
Small birds with a big look.

By Christopher Tye